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Chapter 7 by PieceofCredence PieceofCredence

Will Mrs. Browning agree to David's purposal?

No

"I am not touching your filthy penis, you horrible child. Now let me out of here, or I will have you expelled!"

David sighed. "I thought you were smart, Mrs. Browning. My mistake."

He walked up to her and swatted her on the ass.

"OW! Stuh-stop that! I'll have you arrested, for sexual harassment!"

"Sexual harassment, huh? You'll have me arrested for sexual harassment after you took off your clothes, bent over the couch, and begged me to spank you."

"I didn't beg-OW!"

He smiled as he ran his hand along the cushion of her ass.

"I like how stupid you are. You think you're an intelligent woman, don't you? You think you have control over your life. But you don't control anything. Now beg me to spank you."

"Please spank me. Stop this! I don't want this! You-you're making me say this somehow."

"You know what, I think that sixty-eight spanks would be enough, but this verbal **** of one of your own student's cannot go unpunished."

"No, please, I just-!"

He spanked her again, harder this time and she let out a little sob as she realized the hopelesness of her situation.

"Since you need to brush up on your addition, I want you to count each spank and say 'thank you, master' after each one."

"I will not-!"

SPANK!

"One, thank you master. Stop it! Stop this now!"

SPANK!

"Two, thank you master. Please, don't do this!"

SPANK!

"Three, thank you master. Please, please, David..."

This continued for quite some time. And Mrs. Browning, hypnotized, was unable to do anything but continuing bending over the couch and take it. Her ass cheeks were dark red by the end of the punishment and she was unable to say anything except the phrase he'd told her to repeat.

"Eighty-four, thank you master..." She blubbered.

He opened her ass cheeks and smacked his hand down on her vulnerables, watching as she howled and crooned.

"Eighty-five, thank you master!"

"You may stand up now, whenever you feel like it." David said, walking around to the other side of her. "From now on, at the end of each day, you will come down here and report to me. If I decide you've been naughty, you will be punished, otherwise," At this point he ran his hand across her naked rear. "You may be rewarded."

He turned away. "You will not be able to tell anyone about our sessions, through any medium of communication and when you leave the school grounds each night, you will remember our sessions as a strange, horny dream and believe you took a nap after class. You will also begin to feel horny every time you look at me and begin to wear sluttier and sluttier clothes in an attempt to impress me."

He flicked his hand. "Now, go home to your useless husband and give his limp-dick a good sucking."

David watched as she stood up, having still not pulled up her panties or put down her skirt, giving him a good look at her well-spanked ass as she hurried up the stairs. There was a long road ahead, he wanted to enjoy her slowly being transformed into his sex-****. He would be kind to her, he wouldn't make her suffer the shame or guilt of having an affair, she would be none the wiser. She would be his little fuck-puppet, and she would be programmed to like it.

What happens the next day?

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